my words are cosmetic surgery, my impatience leaves this patient faceless/ 1
My bullets hack into ya mainframe through, membrane penetration/ 2
I commit verbal epidermal burning wit no permit/ 3
My words fukk this kid up, like r kelly and jackson had a babysitting service/ 4
My curse words leave you 72 inches under the mud/ 5
leave you harder to find, than the cure for the common cold in magic johnson's blood/ 6
y'all peepin me like, "Maku why you fukkin wit this fake?/ 7
He suck harder than monica lewinsky tryna down a 10 gallon mcdonalds milk shake"/ 8
you words aren't weapons, you conceal and hold no tek/ 9
I'm crazy enough to impersonate R kelly, and show up at a jerry's kid convention, wit 6 condums and no check/ 10
killed you off, you tryna dance around death, but can't, from life you i deport/11
now you dance amongst a corpse, like a ballroom in a morge/12
My lyrical blades scramble ya flesh, creating a sick blend/13
I make you a rip van winkle sleepin eternally, amongst algae and fish fins/ 14